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( He's a rock, the one steady point in her currently chaotic world, and there are times - when he's there with a bag of food and a smile, or helping her pick up papers she's dropped - that Serah doesn't know if she can ever do enough to properly show her appreciation for his presence in her life.

All she knows is that he's become the one thing she doesn't want to lose. More than her job, as much as the one remaining thread of her family. Noctis is a precious thing, sweet and smart and kind, putting up with her when she starts to worry or ramble, when she nags and when all she really wants is ice cream at 11pm.

It's hard to smile with a dick in your mouth, so her lips curve into something bright and warm when his cock slaps her cheek and the warm, wet smear of seed across her skin draws a soft hitch of breath just before he slides it back inside. Her head tilts back, so she can watch him as his hips move up against her chin, so his cock can slide more easily down her throat, and if a cock in your mouth makes it hard to smile, it makes it harder to speak, to answer his question.

Serah can only hope that he understands what she wants from the low groan in her throat, the pulse of her tongue underneath him and the way her hands trail up his thighs and curl into his hips, the eye contact that burns with desire each time her lips stretch around him. )

[ Oh, he definitely understands what she wants when she groans around his cock, the vibration sending jolts of pleasure up his spine. It's delicious, the way she sounds muffled around his dick in her mouth, and really, he shouldn't have expected her to respond when she's doing such a great job right now.

More than sex, Noctis treasures her as she is -- when she nags, when she wants ice cream, when she's busy and tired and cranky and Noctis does his best to be a good boyfriend to her. She's everything that he ever needs, her kindness and her spunk and love for life a fire that spurs on his own, and his breath catches when he sees a smear of his come on her cheek.

Six, but he loves her so, so much. He's fucking her mouth now, long and hard thrusts that make obscene slick, sucking sounds, his heavy balls pressed against her chin. He doesn't last long, not at all, especially not when she asks him like that, and he empties himself in her with a soft cry, his hand cradling the back of her head as he comes in thick, thick pulses, every sticky spurt spilling into her mouth, down her throat. ]

Serah --

( It's something special they've cultivated, the ability to talk without words. Not only when she's like this, or when he's between her legs, but in their downtime too. When she casts a glance his way and it's easily interpreted as a comment on what she's working on or a plea for help from under a pile of papers. It makes hard days easier, days when talking isn't quite what she wants to do yet, to just be able to offer a glance and curl up together.

But right now? It's really useful, just for their own pleasure. She feels good knowing that Noctis enjoys this so much, that her mouth is enough to bring him to climax, the evidence of her success sliding warm and thick down her throat and she swallows with each pulse until she can't hold him down her throat any longer and pulls back to gasp for air, the very final spurts landing on her tongue and lips. )

A-ah... ( Let her catch her breath. ) It's been a long time, huh?

( By their standards. )

[ It's been a long, long, long time. It's no secret that Noctis is ultimately addicted to her, to her hot, wet mouth, to the pleasure that they share -- he's missed their most intimate moments, the way she twines around him and the way she takes her pleasure. He's watching the way his come spatters on her pretty, pretty lips with lidded eyes, hunger rousing in his chest at the arresting sight.

Oh, she's his. She makes sure he sees that she belongs to him, how he's marked her so sinfully, and he's hauling her up onto his lap with a soft grunt. Letting her catch her breath? No, not so fast. She's given him an incredible blowjob, and Noctis wants so passionately so please her, too.

A hand coming to push the straps of her top off, hand slipping down that lovely little tank top to give her breast a firm squeeze, he tugs her close to lick the jizz off her pretty lips, wanting to taste himself on her. ]

Too long. Now you taste like me again.

[ And he likes that. Looking back at her, his words pitched low and dangerous: ] You nice and wet, baby?

[ Does she ever get a chance to catch her breath when they get like this? ...Well. That's not a bad thing anyway, not when her body is hot with arousal and she can already feel the almost painful tightening of her nipples in anticipation of more, in her need for him which hums and throbs in every cell of her body.

He squeezes her breast and she groans, breathing heavy against his lips for reasons other than how well-used her mouth and throat are, grinding down on his thighs and allowing him to quite clearly feel the heat and wetness between her legs.

Oh, she's definitely wet enough to take him right now, but he's just came and she isn't quite ready to move there yet. ]

Mmm, maybe a little too wet. Do you think you can clean me up?

When don't I clean you up?

[ Noctis is catching his breath, more than happy to please his lovely, wonderful generous girlfriend. Hitching her up properly, he's carrying her to their bedroom after kicking off the rest of his pants, bare-assed and eager to get things going right on the bed.

He's laying her down easily enough, moving down, down to hook his fingers in her panties, easing them off her legs with a low, soft sigh, admiring just how wet her cunt is. ]

Oh, look at you. Dirty girl, getting all wet when you're sucking my dick.

[ He's teasing now, soft and gentle, before his thumb comes to rub at her swollen little clit. ]

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ugh i missed their filth. <3

ME TOO UGH <3